The San Diego sun beat down mercilessly, but inside your apartment, the air conditioning hummed, creating a cool sanctuary. You, lounged on the couch, your body buzzing with an insatiable hunger. It was the middle of summer, but the heat between your legs was far more intense than the weather outside. You bit your lip, thinking about Mateo, your boyfriend, who was in the kitchen making lunch. You needed him, and you needed him now.
You sauntered into the kitchen, your hips swaying, your eyes locked onto him. He looked up, a smirk playing on his lips as he took in your hungry expression. "What's up, baby?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
"I need you," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "Inside me."
Mateo raised an eyebrow, setting down the knife he was using to cut vegetables. "Is that so?" he said, stepping closer to you. "And what makes you think I'm just going to give in to you?"
You reached out, your hand brushing against the bulge in his pants. "Because you want this as much as I do," you said, your fingers tracing the outline of his growing erection. "And because I'm not taking no for an answer."
Mateo chuckled, his hands gripping your waist. "You're insatiable," he said, his lips finding yours in a hungry kiss. You melted into him, your body pressing against his as your tongues danced together.
He lifted you onto the counter, his hands pushing up your skirt, his fingers finding your wet, eager pussy. "Fuck, you're so wet," he growled, his fingers sliding inside you easily. You moaned, your head falling back as he fingered you, his thumb circling your clit.
"You feel so good," you gasped, your hips bucking against his hand. "But I need more. I need your dick inside me."
Mateo didn't need to be told twice. He quickly unbuttoned his pants, freeing his hard cock. He positioned himself between your legs, his tip teasing your entrance. "You want this?" he asked, his voice rough with desire.
"Yes," you panted, your nails digging into his shoulders. "Fuck me, Mateo. Fuck me hard."
With a groan, he thrust into you, filling you completely. You cried out, your body arching against his as he began to move. His thrusts were hard and deep, each one sending waves of pleasure crashing through you.
"Oh god, yes," you moaned, your legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper inside you. "Just like that. Fuck me just like that."
Mateo's hands gripped your hips, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate. "You feel so good," he growled, his lips finding your neck, his teeth nipping at your skin. "I could fuck you forever."
You moaned, your body tensing as your orgasm built. "I'm close," you gasped, your nails raking down his back. "Don't stop. Please, don't stop."
Mateo's thrusts became erratic, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "I'm not going to last," he panted, his hips bucking wildly against yours. "Fuck, Elena, I'm going to come."
His words sent you over the edge, your body convulsing as your orgasm crashed over you. You cried out, your pussy clenching around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure washed through you. Mateo groaned, his cock pulsing inside you as he came, his hot seed filling you.
You collapsed against him, your bodies slick with sweat, your hearts pounding in sync. Mateo's lips found yours in a gentle kiss, his hands cupping your face. "I love you," he whispered, his thumb brushing away a stray tear.
"I love you too," you said, your voice soft and breathless. "And I can't wait to do that again."
Mateo chuckled, his hands sliding down to your ass, pulling you closer to him. "Oh, we're just getting started, baby," he said, his eyes dark with promise. "We've got all day, and I plan on making every second count."
And as the sun continued to beat down outside, you and Mateo lost yourselves in each other, your bodies entwined, your love burning brighter than the California sun. The apartment was filled with the sounds of your pleasure, the scent of sex heavy in the air. It was a hot, sweaty, passionate day, and it was only just beginning.